Not Really Cinderella

Another Cinderella story

My favourite story was Cinderella. I loved it as a child and hoped that I, too, would live happily like her. I didn't know why but stories like fairy tales would always interest me.

It was one day when I began to doubt that beloved story of mine.

I was quite excited when I arrived to meet a guy at Burnham Lake. I placed a recognizable purple shirt and black jeans. I also wore a bonnet, something we agreed upon. No one in their right minds would wear a bonnet in such a sunny day. I was quite reluctant to meet him at first but I trusted him enough. When he arrived, I was delighted, he wore a red bonnet as promised. My face brightened. I waved and he stopped in his tracks when he saw me. Only then that I had notice the dozen of roses he held.

You see I help his sister out, one day in the park. She climbed a tree she couldn't get down from. The story is pretty much self explanatory from there. It was merely a coincidence that I was wearing a mask because my brother wanted me to pretend to be the demon he supposedly was going to slay. It was as if it was set that we could not meet. Like the plot of this small meetings would slowly build up to something.

 

Something I wish would be good.

We started texting. Our relationship started building up until we admitted that we liked each other.

I was positive everything would turn out all right. That I was having my own version of a Cinderella story. 

“Who are you?” I was surer that it was him. I would recognize his voice anywhere.

 

“It’s me Regine,” I replied, worrying.

“No…”

 

I bobbed my head to the side. I was confused.

 

“You can’t be her,”

 

“I’m sorry?” Why can't I be her? I'm me.

 

“Nevermind,” he turned away and hid the roses.

 

“Isn’t that for me?”

 

“No,”

 

“Are you meeting with someone else?”

 

“No,”

 

“Then…”

 

“You weren’t what I expected."

"What do you mean?" My heart was chasing its own beats now. What didn't he expect?

He merely shook his head and placed the roses aside. Sighing, he forced a smile to his face.

"It's okay," he uttered, "You don't need to know."

I got a better look on his face and what I saw broke my heart. Disappointment.

So to sum it all up,

What if Cinderella wasn't what Prince Charming wanted?

Author's Note

I have never experienced this so it might seem quite unnatural. Please tell me any things you want to clarify or things that would be better off.

Thank you :)

Reviews

[Ruby]

I like it. It's different from other fairy tale stories. 100/100

[Katherine Enma Pineapple]

Thank you :D

[Ruby]

Your welcome :)

[PurpleQuartz]

It was really good, and very well written!!!
This line 'What if Cinderella wasn't what Prince Charming wanted?' really made me think : )

[Katherine Enma Pineapple]

Thank you, I was thinking over that line actually thinking on how I can finish this story. I actually have a lot of drafts at first and planned this to be a novel at start but it would be best for it to be a short story

[Brielle Cartny]

That is very different. Stories like this puzzle me at the late hours of the night. I like to think deeply at night since i am an insomniac. Stories such as this are ones to think about as i fall asleep at 1 am. Tonight will be no exception with deep thoughts.

[Katherine Enma Pineapple]

My real intention was getting people to think and I'm glad to see its working. I, too like thinking deeply at night and thank you for the review

[Pax]

short, cute and truly sad. Not your typically happy ending. Just right and very well written.

[Katherine Enma Pineapple]

Thank you, I was kind of going for that hahaha.

[Rhianne Ney]

... I haven't experienced this either.. so no comment about its unnaturality...
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Anyway... it's written well

[Katherine Enma Pineapple]

Thank you ......................................................................................................................................